"So that's how it works."
After several attempts, Zhong Yi quickly grasped the basic mechanics of this "Minecraft" world—
Break blocks, obtain items.
Chop down trees, get wood.
Dig up soil, acquire dirt.
Smash flowers, collect petals.
"But what do I do with these?"
The ever-curious Zhong Yi pinched his chin again, lost in thought.
Just then, a line of text appeared in the sky:
【After nightfall, this land becomes perilous.】
【Gather resources, craft what you need, and survive!】
Simultaneously, the crafting interface on his panel lit up.
Curious, Zhong Yi opened it and discovered that wood could be turned into planks.
Planks could then be crafted into sticks, workbenches, and more.
The left-side guide listed countless tools—wooden swords, pickaxes, axes, and so on.
In Lu Ze's past life, "Minecraft" had no tutorials or hints.
Even crafting recipes were added much later.
The game thrived on pure exploration, starting from its very systems.
But this world was nothing like that game-savvy reality.
Without some guidance, these cultivators would be utterly clueless.
So Lu Ze sprinkled basic hints at key points—tool-making, mining, building shelters.
"Strange, why can't I craft a wooden sword…?"
"Ah! The sword requires more space, but the crafting grid only has four slots."
"How do I expand it…?"
"Wait—!"
"The workbench!"
Placing the workbench on the ground, Zhong Yi had an epiphany.
The workbench offered a 3x3 grid—nine slots, unlocking dozens of new recipes!
Every item mentioned in the crafting guide could now be made.
And this was just with planks.
Zhong Yi was certain there were more materials out there.
Suddenly, he felt a surge of excitement for this illusory realm.
Meanwhile, his live stream had begun attracting fellow cultivators.
【What kind of illusion is this? Is Junior Brother Lu tormenting people again?】
【Junior Brother Lu? More like Old Demon Lu!】
【This illusion is kinda hard on the eyes】
【The style's so unique, only Lu could've made it】
【How do you even play this? Senior Brother Zhong, care to explain?】
...
"Ah, this is a new illusion crafted by Junior Brother Lu. It has many fascinating rules…"
Just as Zhong Yi was about to share his discoveries, he noticed Mu Yawen staring blankly at an empty patch of land.
Recalling that Mu Yawen had been the first to figure out block-breaking, Zhong Yi couldn’t help but ask:
"Junior Brother Mu, what’s on your mind? Have you… also uncovered something wondrous about this world?"
"Bizarre, truly bizarre…"
Mu Yawen frowned, glaring at his fists in frustration.
"Why is there no improvement no matter how much I train? It still takes me ten punches to break a piece of wood…"
"...Junior Brother Mu, maybe try an axe?"
Zhong Yi sighed, pulling out the wooden axe he’d just crafted.
Mu Yawen took the axe—and sure enough, his speed improved dramatically.
"Whoa, that fast? So brains beat brawn in this world?"
"In every world, honestly… Ah, never mind."
Zhong Yi’s lip twitched.
He opened the party chat and broadcasted his findings to the other two.
"Hey, Zhou Yue, if you’re surrounded by ocean, you can craft a workbench first, then a boat. You’ll get out in no time."
Glancing at the recipes, Zhong Yi confirmed boats were indeed craftable.
Zhou Yue’s bitter laugh came through.
"I get the logic…"
"But where am I supposed to find trees??"
He sighed.
He’d already figured out that blocks could be broken and collected.
By now, he’d dug up almost all the land around him—leaving only a few blocks.
And all he had was dirt!
Well, plus some gray, rock-like blocks.
He’d smashed those with great effort, but they dropped nothing.
Staring at his inventory full of dirt, Zhou Yue fell into deep thought.
"Guess… I’ll have to swim out?"
"Then start swimming, quick…"
With that, Zhou Yue dove into the sea.
...
...
Unlike the miserable Zhou Yue, Zhong Yi and the other two, who’d spawned in a hilly area, were having a blast.
Zhong Yi made a critical discovery.
Earlier, Zhou Qiaoling had accidentally fallen into a deep pit and couldn’t climb out.
In a flash of inspiration, Zhong Yi told her to place dirt beneath her feet.
Stacking block by block, she actually managed to lift herself out.
At the time, it seemed trivial—but it gave Zhong Yi a revelation.
He suddenly grasped the boundless creativity this world offered!
The trio began chopping trees, mining stone, hunting animals, exploring…
Just as they were thoroughly engrossed, Zhou Yue’s agonized scream erupted in the party chat.
"Ow, damn it! Why am I losing health?! What’s happening?!"
Zhong Yi hurriedly asked, "What’s wrong, Zhou Yue? Monsters in the sea?"
"Nah… Wait! Got it! The chicken drumstick icon on the right emptied—I’m starving!"
Zhou Yue pieced it together quickly.
Hearing this, the other three checked their statuses.
They’d been busy too, and their hunger bars were halfway depleted.
Realizing starvation led to health loss, they now had a new goal.
Zhong Yi built a furnace, Mu Yawen hunted pigs, Zhou Qiaoling gathered wood.
Soon, sizzling roasted meat was ready.
"Not bad, not bad! Brother Zhou finally contributed something useful!"
"This meat smells amazing!"
"Huff Huff So good!"
Thousands of miles away, Zhou Yue swore he could smell that delicious aroma.
Especially Zhou Qiaoling’s exaggerated "Huff"—clearly meant to taunt him.
"You guys are the worst…"
Zhou Yue gritted his teeth.
Then he remembered—when he’d first dived underwater, he’d seen fish.
"Heh, the sea has fish. I’ll have my own feast!"
"Brother, roasted food’s better for you."
"..."
Heart thoroughly skewered, Zhou Yue plunged back into the depths.
He recalled fish swarming everywhere earlier.
But now, all he saw were ink-spewing squids.
"Squid… should be edible, right?"
Three punches later—
He got drenched in ink.
Staring at the useless ink sacs floating in the water, Zhou Yue howled at the sky:
"Are you kidding me?!!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
